angel of justice

Abariel stilled as Raguel made his approach, respectfully allowing the archangel to have control over the situation. “It wasn’t my idea to leave,” the words flew out of his the moment the archangel had finished speaking. “Hamal forced me. He said you weren’t coming back.”

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He could feel the other’s presence as soon as he stepped into the space. Immediately the seraph snapped to attention, turning to face the archangel. “Raguel.”

“It has, mostly in showing me that I don’t have to put up with this.”

“I.. I am supposed to hate you.”

That question stopped Ezra in his tracks for a good minute. “I wish it was still easy to hate you,” Ezra finally admitted.

“I love you too.”

“I’m stubborn because it’s one of my personality traits. Nothing more and nothing less.”

“Shut up.”

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“I got nobody but my shadow to get me through.”  

Ezra stared at Raguel. Waiting for him to say something, anything at all, and silently hoping that whatever it was would be something that could make him angry again. Instead Raguel said something that seemed.. understanding. Ezra couldn’t even wrap his mind around it. “It’s fine,” Ezra gave his best attempt at snapping back, although his wavered, and he probably sounded more scared than angry.

“Glad to hear it.”

Gabriel reached up to cup his face as her happiness finally reached her eyes. “That certainly seems to be the case.”

Ezra didn’t know how to process that, not really. Ezra would never admit it, but there was a stark difference between the way he wanted to feel about Raguel and the way he actually felt when face to face with him. Especially when Raguel said things like that. Ezra felt tears on his cheek, but he couldn’t even begin to understand why he would be crying. Ezra hurried to wipe them away though, quietly disgusted with himself.

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“What did you possibly expect under this condition?”

“What? No, I’m fine.”

the vampire was ready to rip his throat out, but without her magic and the low handle she had on her new abilities, she was smart enough to work out it wouldn’t end well — considering what happened last time. so with clenched fists she glared at him, anger building up behind dark eyes. “stay away from me.”